Chapter 11
Sharing eggs "My eggs!"
Old Mrs. Chen screamed, her eyes wide open, and she rushed forward to snatch it.
Chen Qingyi dodged, still smiling, "Grandma, don't worry, everyone has a share, including yours.
Well, these six give milk.
I cooked it early this morning, come and eat it, it smells delicious."
"Are all...cooked?"
Old Mrs. Chen couldn't believe it, but subconsciously reached out to catch the egg.
Hearing that it was cooked, Chen Qingshu quickly took one out of his pocket and started peeling it.
It’s very beautiful. “Sister Xiaoyi is so nice.”
The other members of the Chen family also put down their chopsticks and looked over. Old Man Chen even smiled:
"Good granddaughter, give me grandpa's share first."
He is not as stupid as the old woman who would refuse to eat delicious food.
"Okay!"
Chen Qingyi responded crisply.
Her great-grandfather was a landlord, but her great-grandfather was a mute, so he suffered a loss when the family property was divided.
There were many children at that time, and when my grandfather's father divided the family property, there was nothing left.
When my grandfather was a child, he spent his days chasing chickens, playing with dogs, and shaking dice, but later the family fell into poverty.
But fortunately, he avoided being a landlord.
But her grandfather's personality has been fixed. He can't stand hardship, loves to eat and play, and doesn't worry about anything.
I don’t care about anything else until I hear there are eggs!
Let’s eat first.
Her grandmother actually had a hard time when she was young.
“I checked when I was boiling eggs this morning, and there were 107 in total. There are 17 people in our family, so six per person.
That makes one hundred and two.
Of the remaining five, grandma got one more, grandpa got one more, and the youngest Qingshu, Qingli, and Qingzhi each got one more.
Respect the old and love the young, isn't this fair?"
If you count what she had eaten in the morning and the twenty more, their family would still get eight, so they counted them all out.
Chen Changhe and Wu Xifeng were also very surprised and smiled.
Qingli and Qingzhi were already drooling, but only Old Lady Chen was about to go crazy with rage.
With shaking hands, he asked, “Who gave you permission to touch my eggs?
You little girl, you..."
"mom!"
Zhao Xiangmei shouted coldly, "Just try scolding her daughter."
Old Mrs. Chen immediately backed down.
Chen Qingyi grinned again, smiling sweetly, "Grandma, we have five chickens in our family. When they were young, Qingzhi and Qingli picked wild vegetables to feed them.
When it grows up, rice bran is also used.
We all earned the rice bran, so naturally the chicken belongs to all of us.
Oh, not counting my uncle, he moved out from the family.
So, uncle, don’t get any of this egg.”
Chen Qingyi said very seriously, "There will be no more in the future. As for what his family ate before, for the sake of our relationship, I won't charge for it.
Am I generous?"
Chen Qingshu: "Generous."
Chen family: ...
"You have good taste." Chen Qingyi praised generously and patted his head.
"From now on, the eggs laid by this chicken will be divided equally among the seventeen of us."
Chen Qingbai added, "No special treatment allowed, no favoritism allowed, and no eating alone."
After saying this, he glanced at Old Lady Chen and Chen Qingshu, and his meaning was self-evident.
Chen Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Remember this! If you can't remember, I'll kill you."
He ate one egg in one mouthful, and after finishing it, he asked Old Man Chen, "Grandpa, do you think this is a good idea?"
Old man Chen was speechless and just nodded continuously, obviously agreeing.
Chen Qingfeng looked at Chen Changjiang and Chen Changhe's family again, and they all nodded.
They are not stupid, each family can get a lot every month!
Whether you eat it or exchange it for money at the supply and marketing cooperative, it is better than giving it to the fourth family.
Even Shi Lanhua began to regret why she didn't dare to do this before!
Looking at the old woman who was covering her chest, her lips trembling but unable to speak, I curled my lips in my heart, thinking, what a paper tiger.
In the afternoon, Chen Qingfeng prepared the chicken and said, "Sister, don't go out this afternoon. It's too hot. Just stew the chicken at home.
Just eat it yourself!
Don’t give it to anyone.”
"Okay!" It's impossible to eat it by yourself.
And there’s mom and my eldest brother, second brother, and third brother!
After the family was divided, she went to the back mountain every day. With her current strength, how could she still lack meat?
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Qingyi chopped the chicken into pieces, blanched it, took it out and washed it twice.
Put a little bit of oil in the pan, wait until the oil starts to smoke before pouring the chicken in and stir-frying.
The oil must not smoke.
Nowadays, soybean oil is squeezed from homegrown soybeans, without any additives. It is very pure and has a strong bean smell.
Since we didn’t have soy sauce, cooking wine, or ginger at home, we could only add more green onions to remove the fishy smell.
She has them all in her space, but Old Lady Chen is staring at them intently!
When it's almost done, pour in the chopped potatoes.
This year's potatoes are especially delicious, both dry and dry.
Finally, she added a large ladle of water and simmered it slowly over low heat. She didn't leave, but took a small stool and sat in front of the stove.
It’s for the fire and also for watching the meat.
Old Mrs. Chen swallowed her saliva and decided to wait until the meat was ready before coming over to hang out for a while.
Her granddaughter wouldn't be so cruel as to not give her any food, right?
Thinking of this, he hurried to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables for dinner.
In August, vegetable gardens in Northeast China are most productive.
Old Mrs. Chen prepared to pick a basket of beans and dig half a basket of potatoes to make a stew of beans and potatoes.
Then stick a circle of corn cakes on the edge of the pot.
Add another cucumber salad.
Finally, make a big bowl of small barley porridge and keep it cold. It’s too hot, so it’s comfortable to eat something cold.
…
"Hey, Shi Lanhua, why are you running in the dark?
Be careful not to fall down like a dog and eat shit."
Today's piece of land is far from the village, and we are almost done with it. The team leader told us to work a little harder, so we don't have to go tomorrow after we finish the work today.
It takes more than an hour to walk back to the village from the field.
It was already dark before I got home and I couldn't even see the road clearly.
Shi Lanhua didn't even look back and ran as fast as she could. "I can't hold it any longer. I want to go home and poop."
Wu Fenfang rolled her eyes: "Vulgar!"
"Haha, orchids know how to live, and they save more fertilizer for the family."
"Come on!"
Wu Fenfang curled her lips and said, "Shi Lanhua is such a lazy bastard, he's so lazy that he doesn't even know if he can earn enough to feed himself!
A wasteful person who doesn't know how to live."
Their two families are neighbors, how could she not know?
"Who lets me have a good second brother?"
The person I am talking about is naturally Chen Changbo.
When this was mentioned, everyone was envious and sighed, "If we talk about luck, it has to be Zhao Xiangmei, her husband is such a high-ranking official.
You will enjoy happiness in the future."
A triangular-eyed young woman on the side curled her lips and said, "It's hard to say. He hasn't joined the army yet, so maybe...
The man is over there... chuckle..."
In this era, having an affair is a big problem. In addition, Chen Changbo is a soldier and his young wife has some brains.
I didn't dare say it directly.
But who could not understand that malicious expression and tone?
The old ladies looked at each other, curled their lips at each other, and didn't say anything.
Everyone felt that the captain's third daughter-in-law was really wicked, acting as if everyone knew what happened in the morning.
Seeing that no one responded, Chen Zhaodi felt very disappointed and walked away with a twist of her fat hips.
The stone orchid finally ran to the door of its home, took a deep breath, and yes, it smelled like meat.
Run into the house quickly.
"Mom, are we going to eat meat today?"
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